The name Zeus, the king of gods in mythology, is a taboo. If you can take the name of such a god as your own name, you can imagine how terrifying Zeus's strength is.
The gods under his command are all extremely powerful. This time Zeus brought a total of nine strong men on the list of gods!
"This is really a space artifact! Lin Beichen, are you actually willing to give me a space artifact?"
Zeus's expression at this moment was like that of an ordinary person who had won a five-million-dollar jackpot. He looked at the Qiankun Bag in his hand, showing an extremely excited expression.
"I'm not giving it to you, I'm giving it to you as a reward."
Lin Beichen said calmly: "You came to Dongfang to meet me. As the leader of Beichen Sect, how can I be so stingy?"
"This is a treasure that I spent half a month refining, so I'll give it to you!"
Lin Beichen's words sounded harsh, but Zeus laughed.
"It turns out that you are still angry about the meeting. Well, Master Beichen, Dear Mr. Lin Beichen, I, Zeus, apologize to you on behalf of the gods of the continent."
Zeus pressed his chest with one hand and bowed distantly to Lin Beichen.
This scene made all the families present turn to stone with expressions of disbelief.
"Oh my god, am I reading that right? Lord Zeus, the number one god...actually lowered his noble head to Lin Beichen?"
"Lord Zeus is unruly and has the power of life and death in the Western world. Who is Lin Beichen? How can he be respected by Lord Zeus?"
"This is simply unbelievable. What is Lin Beichen's background that makes Lord Zeus do such a thing?"
Everyone gasped, feeling like their brains were running out of energy.
Zeus, the strongest man on the list of gods, the most powerful god in the entire Western world!
But today, he lowered his noble head to Lin Beichen and even apologized. If this news spreads back to the Western world, it will definitely cause an uproar!
"Since Zeus you apologize for the interview, I, Lin Beichen, am by no means a small-minded person. Zeus, please go to the island to rest. The duel will begin soon."
After Lin Beichen finished speaking, the gods behind Zeus, the God of Poseidon, the God of War, etc. also bowed deeply to Lin Beichen, and then followed Zeus down.
These people do not come from mythology, but are in the realm of gods on the list of gods. They have been given such divine names by the Western world based on their respective characteristics.
“Having money can make God bow down!”
Lin Beichen couldn't help but sigh. This is really a rule that is universally applicable. In fact, Lin Beichen only spent an hour on the Qiankun Bag, but Zeus regarded it as a treasure.
There is no way, space magic weapons are extremely rare in the West, because space magic has become extinct, so Zeus is so excited.
Ye Tiangang and Li Buhuan looked at each other, and both saw the surprise in each other's eyes.
Just now, the two of them were almost ready for a fight, but to their surprise, Zeus stopped fighting.
Thinking about it, there is actually no deep hatred between Lin Beichen and Zeus. It's just that Lin Beichen deposed the divine messenger Viper. After all, it is a matter of face.
It's impossible for Zeus to take a precious space artifact and then cause trouble here. This is unreasonable.
"That...is Zeus?"
On the best place to watch the battlefield, Cao Yishi and Lin Zhengnan both looked surprised.
Zeus has been famous for a long time. In the West, he is the absolute master. Even in the realm of gods, Zeus has killed several people.
It can be said that Zeus was from the same era as them.
"I didn't expect so many top powerhouses to come this time. It seems that whether Beichen Sect can stand in Yanxia is a battle here!"
There was a solemn look in Cao Yishi's eyes, and he said: "Isn't the great priest of Japan's Jingzhao here yet?"
"It should be on the way already. Japanese warriors are the most honest. He will not fail to come." Lin Zhengnan was not worried.
Since this decisive battle was initiated by the Great Priest Jingzhao, wouldn't it be a joke if he didn't come?
"When the great priest Jingzhao arrives, all the ghosts will retreat!"
Just as the two of them were talking, a sound loud enough to be heard by all the warriors on Qianhu Island resounded.
I saw a small boat appearing on the vast blue water, and an old man wearing burlap clothes was fishing.
He was like an old fisherman in an ancient painting, with a calm expression and an indifferent face, and was out of tune with everything around him.
However, there was an ivory-handled katana between his knees. The blade was slender, longer and thinner than an ordinary samurai sword.
On the ivory handle, there is a golden chrysanthemum pattern, which is the symbol of the Japanese royal family. This is a sword for the emperor!
Just as the boat was slowly drifting towards Qianhu Island, a light rain suddenly began to fall in the sky.
The raindrops fell on the lake surface of Qianhu Island and rippled slightly. Within a radius of three to four feet of the old man, there seemed to be an invisible barrier. The water surface was clear and round, with only the ripples of the boat rippling.
Finally, the old man stood up and began to walk on the water. The wooden clogs on the soles of his feet were three inches away from the water. A ball of water automatically emerged from the water, forming a suspended water sword.
Every time the Great Priest Jingzhao took a step, water swords were formed on the surface of the water. When he finally arrived at the center of the lake, there were nine hundred water swords behind him!
These water swords surrounded him, making the old man look like a master swordsman.
Seeing this scene, the pupils of the several major forces present shrank sharply, revealing expressions of shock.
"The great priest Jingzhao of Japan actually cultivated the realm of swords?"
On the island where Zeus was, the gods looked horrified. The God of War took a breath at this moment, his face full of disbelief.
"Jiang is still old and hot. Now that the great priest has mastered the Sword God Realm, the result of this battle may be announced. Maybe... Lin Beichen can't survive even one move."
At this moment, a gloomy voice sounded, like a night owl, which made people feel their scalp numb.
A skinny old man, riding a golden toad larger than an ox, suddenly appeared on a hilltop.
This golden toad is the old man's mount. At this moment, it is exuding terrifying divine power, and it turns out to be a monster beast at the pinnacle of spiritual power!
However, the old man's aura was very strange. As soon as he arrived here, he looked at each other with the Japanese high priest.
This was the first time that the Great Priest Jingzhao opened his eyes. He said, "Well...Old Poison God, you are not dead. It's a pity that we had an undecided victory in the battle fifty years ago."
"Jie Jie... you are using your shikigami skills to survive, so of course I have my own way..."
"Old Poison God! He is the old Poison God of Burma!"
Many people wanted to detect his identity before, and after releasing their divine power, they were horrified to find that their divine power was swallowed up by the other party.
At this moment, someone screamed out and took a breath of cold air.
Everyone in the audience was looking at the old Poison God. Unexpectedly, the Burmese Poison God Sect would also come here to watch the battle today!
"I'm here today, and you still dare to come? Old man, aren't you afraid that I will kill you as well?"
Lin Beichen's pupils shrank and he roared with a cold voice.
He was not afraid at all. The divine power in his body was like a divine furnace burning inside his body. Lin Beichen adjusted his state to its peak at this moment.
"Lin Beichen, your disciple killed my most proud disciple. I want to settle this grudge with you."
The old poison god's spiritual thoughts mixed with the night owl-like voice made everyone present slightly change their expressions.
"Really? Old Poison God, you are too self-righteous."
A golden Dragon Royal Sky Boat floated in the air. Zhou Haotian wore a red gold flat crown on his head and a nine-street purple gold robe, which was beyond words.
He and an old man with white beard and hair slowly floated down from the sky boat, looking at the old poison god with a cold look on their faces.
The old man next to Zhou Haotian is the master of Tianji Pavilion in the Martial World, Old Man Tianji!
"They are... people from the martial arts world! Could it be that they are the royal family of the martial arts world?"
"Definitely someone from the martial arts world! I didn't expect that the battle between Lin Beichen and the great priest Jingzhao actually attracted the martial arts world to watch!"
"It seems that the people in the martial arts world are having some trouble with this old poison god. It seems that things are not that simple."
The appearance of Zhou Haotian caused the entire Qianhu Island to boil. Everyone had always thought that the martial arts world was a legend. Unexpectedly, in this decisive battle on Qianhu Island, the martial arts world would actually appear in a public capacity?!
"Quiet! Today is the decisive battle between the pinnacle of our country's martial arts, the Great Priest Jing Zhao, and Yan Xia Lin Beichen. Please be silent!"
A strong man from the Japanese martial arts world shouted loudly.
Today, to the surprise of the Japanese martial arts world, too many powerful people came, even the martial arts world and the old poison god came!
"Priest Jingzhao, right? Very good!"
Lin Beichen's black hair was flying, his eyes were glowing, and he smiled and said: "You have come all the way from thousands of miles away to fight me, do you have the consciousness of death?"